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Finally back from hiatus! A blog based solely on Dragon Age Companion reactions. Not spoiler free. Enjoy! He/Him pronouns, and you can call me Lee :)

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Reactions Masterlist:

The Inquisitor is soft to Josephine but harsh to others, short fic

Companions + advisors receive baked goods

DA2 Companions recieve baked goods

Companions react to a Somniari Inquisitor whose powers are amplified by the Anchor

Companions react to an awkward teen Inquisitor whose family joins Inquisition

Companions react to a teenage Inquisitor

Companions + Advisors react to a Dalish Inquisitor who can't speak the common tongue

Companions + Advisors react to Cassandra using her Seeker abilities

Companions and Advisors react to an Inquisitor who is a Reaver

Companions + Advisors react to a Demigod Inquisitor who is the Maker's child

Companions react to a Demigod Inquisitor and their small privileges

Companions + Advisors react to an Inquisitor who is an author of horror books

Male DA2 companions react to a Mage Hawke dating a templar

Morrigan's soft side, short fic

Companions react to an 8 year old Inquisitor

Companions react to a Motherly Inquisitor

Companions react to an Inquisitor expecting to die in the final battle and saying their goodbyes

Companions react to a playful Inquisitor sneaking up behind them for a tickle attack

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hi! I wanted to ask if you wanted to receive new reaction prompts or if you are working on old ones? No pressure either way! I love you're blog and I'm so happy there's a Da reaction blog still around!

ngl to you, I have 58 asks in my inbox right now, so definitely working on old ones! Still, feel free to send them in. I like to switch between answering with gifs + writing and answering with gifs definitely takes up less time and energy than prose :)

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Hello! Love your blog! I had a kind of a silly/fun reaction. How would the DA:I companions and advisors react to a playful Inquisitor sneaking up behind them and giving them a quick tickle attack? 😊

I guess this is mostly under the assumption that they are all close w/the Inquisitor, and comfortable with sudden physical contact. Enjoy!

Cassandra yelps, a high pitched squeak that has her clapping her hands to her mouth with a horrified expression, utterly mortified at the sound she just made. She blushes furiously, but she's not going to stoop to the Inquisitor's level of childishness and return the tickle attack. She will rise above. Forget this affront to her reputation. Or so she would have the Inquisitor think... for a good tactician never reveals their cards, and always has a plan of (tickle) attack.

Varric laughs. He laughs and laughs and laughs until tears stream from his eyes and his stomach hurts. For him, it really dispells the notion of the Inquisitor being this large figure at the front of a huge military force. It's utterly ridiculous, and definitely not the intended effect the Inquisitor wanted on him.

Solas is taken off guard. He's seen and done it all, so it takes something truly special to leave him stunned. Something like a tickle attack. He stands there in a horrific, drawn out silence after the Inquisitor's attempt to tickle him, trying to process what just happened. Solas spends the next thirty seconds resembling a dumbstruck fish. He hastily closes his mouth and reaches a tense agreement with the Inquisitor to never speak of this again.

Oh, the indignity. Dorian is actually appalled at the noise he makes, which is something between a giggle and a squeak, and turns swiftly on the Inquisitor with (playful) murder in his eyes. He's not afraid to get his hands dirty, oh no, and so he rolls his sleeves up and prepares himself for an all out tickle war. Naturally, the Tevene in him begs him not to stoop so low. His pride, on the other hand, begs him to take revenge.

Sera screams bloody murder. Good luck hiding from her, for the Inquisitor chose the wrong person to start a tickle fight with. This girl is ruthless. She'll hide in the rafters and swoop down upon the Inquisitor when they least expect it. Throw in a few lobbed pies and that'll make the experience downright messy. Never mind playful, she's starting a war.

Blackwall is really ticklish, and ticklish everywhere. He can sense someone creeping about and probably assumes the worst. To be tickled instead of receiving a knife in the back is an odd kind of relief. To him, it helps to maintain a sense of normalcy. Yes, the world has gone mad, but people can still have tickle fights and laugh like children. Normalcy is the best kind of revenge.

Cole isn't ticklish. Still, he understands the concept. It's likely that he'd ask the Inquisitor why they felt the need to try and ambush him like that. He gets that they're trying to be playful and get him to laugh, but there are easier ways to do it!

The Iron Bull is not ticklish. He's not, so don't bother even trying. Except he's totally lying. Ask Krem and he'd say, "The boss is ticklish behind the ears. Don't ask how I know." He'd probably bark out a laugh, then full on lose it at the attempt to tickle him. Though he'd likely not retaliate unless he knew for sure the Inquisitor is comfortable with unexpected physical contact.

Vivienne isn't actually ticklish. Unlike Bull, when she says it, she means it. Any attempt to tickle her will be met with extreme retribution. Messing with the Iron Lady means snowballs flung at high speeds into the back of the Inquisitor's head when they least expect it. Vivienne is all smiles, icy and sharp, and when confronted all she has to say is, "What ever do you mean, my dear?"

He'd have to be really close to the Inquisitor for Cullen to be even slightly comfortable with that sudden movement. His knee-jerk reaction would be to panic. He'd also probably try to defend himself or physically remove himself from the situation. If he is comfortable, well, this man grew up with siblings. He's gonna tickle the Inquisitor right back, maybe even give into childish impulse and full body slam them into the floor... and apologise profusely after. And fix his hair.

Leliana sees it coming from a mile away. She'd turn swiftly and catch the Inquisitor's wrists in her hands, then offer them a knowing smile that simultaneously warms and terrifies. "I wish you luck for your next attempt." Is that a threat or a challenge? You decide.

Josephine would yelp with surprise, then erupt into giggles despite herself. She feels just like a young girl again, having tickle fights with Yvette until her tutors reprimanded her for terribly unlady-like behaviour. Josie would never in a million years dream of actually retaliating, but she sure thinks about it. A lot.

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I need to sort out my masterlist asap, it's so ugly 😭 I'm tempted to either make 3 masterlists, one for each game, and have links to those in my main masterlist to clean up the clutter. OR I put sections for all 3 games in my main masterlist, but it might end up being very long. Not sure yet.

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Hello! This isn't a request or anything I just want to complain that I didn't know you could do rivalry romances and that it opens up a whole new characterization paths for the characters. I have played dragon age 2 for years and never knew. Also I love the dynamic between carver and varric. It's the funniest thing to me.

Yes, I think it's definitely an interesting concept! I will say that I think it could've been executed better, and that Sebastian's rivalmance is probably the best executed one out of them. I personally go down the friendship routes myself.

I love how Carver and Varric bicker like siblings, then go "drinks later?" in the same breath as if they weren't ribbing each other moments ago. I think that Varric sees a bit of himself in Carver, mainly his younger self, as they're both the younger brothers in their families. Except obviously Varric is older and has had time to mature, and Carver is like... literally 19 years old. He's still developing, and we see that Varric is giving him advice during their party banter. It's a good dynamic, that's for sure.

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How did I not notice you are back!!! I'm so excited, I feel like every Dragon Age reaction blog has dropped off so it's nice to see it still going.

That being said, how are you?

Admittedly, I did drop off for a while 🥲 that said, I did have my A-Level exams to revise for and UK folks know how important those are

Thanks for asking, that's really sweet!! To be honest, I've been struggling recently, life has decided to throw trauma at me every couple of months but you know, you gotta laugh or you'll cry hajskdks 😭 I did get back into DA as a distraction but have been enjoying writing these reactions

But I have my teyze's (aunt) wedding to look forward to in November :) and I don't know what you guys know about Turkish people but my god we throw insane weddings. Just lots of dancing and food and laughter. I'll also be spending my 19th birthday on Turkey so that's exciting!

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tumblr stop italicising the wrong things challenge xoxo

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If you get a chance could you do DA2 companion reactions to receiving baked goods from Hawke please? I loved that post about Inquisition so much. Thank you for your time!

Varric is surprised at first, though he's quick to not to let it show. Hawke actually baked him something? Hawke who slayed an ogre, who kills people for a living, bakes? Any normal person would probably fall in love. "If I ever write a book about you, I'm definitely including this."

"Oh. Thank you, Hawke." Aveline is a little awkward. She has work to do, reports to file and patrols to oversee. She doesn't have time to stop and gawk at the plate of... baked goods? Ah. It won't do to just leave them there, uneaten. Perhaps she can snack while she writes those reports.

Anders isn't sure what he's done to deserve the biscuits in front of him, but he won't say no to them either. It's hard to find joy these days, but today he has found it in a plate of baked goods. Anders allows himself to smile. "Hawke, I really, really appreciate this." To make his point, he tucks right in.

Bethany accepts the plate of pasties with a small smile. Carver's favourite. For a moment, her joy is mingled with stabbing grief, a feeling she's all too familiar with now. But pasties are pasties, and they smell really, really good. Bethany gives her sibling a quick hug and wraps one up in a cloth for their mother. "Hawke... thank you." One day she'll be able to eat these without being reminded of the day her home fell apart.

Carver raises a brow at the pasties. They're just like the ones their father used to make. A peace offering, perhaps? It'll take a lot more than pasties to soothe his strained relationship with Hawke... but he appreciates them nonetheless. Carver takes the plate and says a simple, "Thank you," but a thousand more words are said in the look he gives. You remembered how to make our father's pasties. You even remembered how I like the filling. You care. I'm sorry. Thank you.

"Oh, Hawke, you shouldn't have!" Merrill is besides herself with happiness. She grins from ear to ear as she accepts the plate of baked bread rolls. She takes a moment to admire all the little details, like the leaf patterns cut into the dough, before tucking in. After all, it's not everyday she's presented with baked goods. Now all Merrill needs is a few table mats, some new plates and it'll be perfect.

"Now, isn't that just adorable!" Isabela is utterly endeared by the plate of cinnamon rolls in front of her. It's funny - she wouldn't think someone like Hawke, who's probably killed more people than those in Kirkwall combined, would take the time to bake something for her. She just needs a mug of ale and her evening will be complete.

Sebastian takes the Starkhaven fish pie and holds it up to the light. It's actually real. And made just the way he likes it! He offers a piece to Hawke and insists they eat with him. They should get to try their own handiwork, after all. "Maker, Hawke, you'll have to teach me how to make this as well as you." It tastes like home, and Sebastian retires for the night with thoughts of comfort and pie.

Fenris isn't sure he's heard Hawke correctly. They made baked goods... for him? He's never had anything gifted to him without the other person expecting nothing in return. "That's... very kind, Hawke. Thank you." He spends more time thinking about the fact that they just gifted him something. Perhaps this is what it means to have a friend.

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EEEEEEEHEHEHEEEEEEEE WELCOME BAAAACCKKK :DDDD

THANK YOU MY FRIEND <3

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Hi! Your posts bring me so much joy, I love reading them! How would the inquisition companions react to an inquisitor who is expecting that they will die in the fight against Corypheus? An inquisitor that has fully accepted death, isn't happy about it but doesn't see a way out, and is making their final goodbyes with everyone, because they know that they won't survive this, and that the hero always has to die in the end

Cassandra is no stranger to death. She hails from Nevarra, where death is a common topic of conversation. She has seen death take her parents and she has watched it take her brother. Yet she has never before seen someone so easily give death their hand and allow it into their embrace. That someone being the Inquisitor, no less. Cassandra is terrified. And she is so, so proud. "This is not goodbye forever," she says. "Only goodbye for now." She means it.

Varric knows shitty odds like the back of his hand. What were the odds that he'd survive Corypheus, or Meredith, or even the blasted Thaig his brother trapped him in? It takes courage to face shitty odds and more courage to be realistic about them. Doesn't mean Varric has to be happy about it. Why does the hero always have to die in the end? He can see there's no talking the Inquisitor out of this one, so he says his goodbyes and plans to write a book about a hero, the dangers they face and their very happy ending.

Solas is numb. It's better than feeling anything else. He can't have any regrets about his original intentions with the veil... but that doesn't mean he can't regret the circumstances the Inquisitor finds themself in. And regret he does, but in his own time, in a quiet place that doesn't reflect the fight to come. "Perhaps you may survive this yet," he offers, but his words are hollow and tinged with sadness.

Dorian doesn't know what to say. For a man with many words, he's not often rendered speechless. And it's not like he's not seen this before. Felix was of the same mind... so Dorian offers them a drink. If it is their last hours together, they may as well have fun. And he's going to make damn well sure he cherishes every moment, and to not let his best friend go without a fight.

Sera wants to yell until she's red in the face. Not at the Inquisitor, but at the circumstances that put them in that position. It's not fair. She knows life isn't fair - the people she helps are a demonstration of that. But the Inquisitor, her friend... they've beaten the odds before. They have to beat them again. They have so many more pranks to pull, cookies to bake and precious time to spend together. Fuck Corypheus for taking that away from her.

Blackwall doesn't want to say goodbye. Goodbyes are too final for his liking. Far too final for someone he cares about. So he decides to give the Inquisitor a gift. A good luck charm of sorts, carved from wood by his own hand and delicately painted in the Inquisitor's favourite colours. It's not a goodbye, not really. Just a very fond farewell.

Cole has watched a lot of people die. Some of those people he killed himself. Always they fought against death, clinging onto life like they clung onto his hand. Then Cole moved on to the next person who needed his help, never thinking back, never grieving for the soul that slipped from his grasp. This time is different, and oddly enough he finds himself mourning someone who hasn't even left. He sits with the Inquisitor, says goodbye, and makes sure that they will be remembered... that no one will forget.

The Iron Bull doesn't know what to say. What do you say to someone who's going to die? What does anyone say? 'You will get through this'? A lie. He doesn't lie anymore. And, as Bull is finding out, he hates goodbyes. So he sits there in silence, a mug of ale in his hand, and tells the truth - he's glad to have the Inquisitor with him, here at the end of all things.

Vivienne suspected the Inquisitor would come to this conclusion. They are smart, realistic, and not shy about their odds. It's part of what she likes about them. She sits them down, takes their hands into her own and tells them she is very, very proud of them. "You have taken us further than I could ever have believed, my dear. Thank you for everything... and be safe."

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YOOOOO YOU’RE BACK

Yes hello!!! I spent a loooong time away from this account because I had started my A-Levels and once again school took up a LOT of my time. I'm 18 years old now, I've finished my A-Levels and I find myself with a lot of free time! I have a billion asks to get through (41 to be exact) so that'll be... interesting 💀 but I am back!

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Could you do the companions reactions to a motherly inquisitor? A inquisitor that is always taking care of them, healing their wounds, fixing their clothes and just acting like a mother to them.

Cassandra is perfectly capable of dressing her own wounds, thank you very much. She'll scowl and insist on doing it herself, but the Inquisitor is just as stubborn as she is. Cassandra will eventually give in and allow herself to be vulnerable. She's not used to being taken care of, not since Anthony died. He was her primary caretaker, always cleaning her scraped knees and mending the holes in her battle worn clothes, and never expecting anything in return. This? This is nice. It's comforting and familiar. Cassandra likes it when the Inquisitor looks after her despite her grumbling.

There isn't much Varric likes more than a night out with Hawke or a good meal, except maybe being looked after. He'd never admit it, of course. He's Varric Tethras, the trusty (or not so trusty) dwarf sidekick with a heart of gold, not "Mr Fussy". And yet, as the Inquisitor sits him down and applies a dressing to his wound, he can't help but allow himself to relax. He could definitely get used to this.

Solas believes it unwise to allow anyone but himself or an expert healer to take care of his wounds. As such, the Inquisitor finds other ways to look after him. Like mending the holes in his clothes. Sitting and observing his painting, because sometimes time is best spent in silence. Setting a bowl of sugar down beside his supposedly detested tea. And before long, Solas finds himself looking forward to their painting sessions... and finds it harder to shove down the guilt.

Dorian already has a mother, thank you. She did all the things a woman of Tevinter should do: feed her child and promptly ignore them, unless they do something worthy of note. Children are like plants - all they need is a little water and sunlight. Praise came easily to him, but nurturing? Tevene mothers don't bring you bread and olive oil when you feel homesick. Tevene mothers don't nurse your hangovers. Mothers don't pay attention to your interests, to your muses. Mothers don't speak to you in soothing tones, always encouraging, never lecturing. Right?

Sera grew up in Denerim. The woman she knew as a mother is the whole reason she hates cookies, and it's never about just cookies. So when the Inquisitor starts behaving like any loving mother should, it frightens her. Because at any point, it could all go tits up, and Sera will hate herself. Again. The disconnect to a culture that doesn't feel like hers is the loneliest feeling in the world, but the Inquisitor reminds her that the points of her ears, her history, her identity as an Elf, is not something to be ashamed of. When Sera finds herself enjoying a plate of cookies, she realises there was nothing to be afraid of.

Blackwall doesn't deserve their kindness. Murderers and cowards don't deserve people like the Inquisitor. He's stiff as a board when they encourage him to drink a healing poultice. He can feel their eyes on his back as he drives a chisel into wood, and he bides his time, waiting for their gaze to turn stabbing and accusatory. But it never happens. The Inquisitor continues to bring him bread and water. They dress his wounds. One day, he finds his weapons clean and sharp, like the first day he ever received them. Maybe he doesn't deserve their kindness, but Blackwall won't squander it.

Cole is a spirit. The real Cole may have had a mother once, but this Cole never did. It wasn't something that concerned him. His concerns lay with those in pain, with the wounded and the troubled, with those that needed his help. As such, he never considered that he needed looking after too. If everyone feels the way he does when the Inquisitor takes care of him, if everyone feels just as safe... well, there's no doubt that they're doing good work.

The Iron Bull is well over 7 feet tall, not even including the horns. Coupled with his strength, weaponry and mercenary company, it's hard to see someone like him being mothered. And he never complains. He's used to hearing aggressive bouts of affection from the Chargers, telling him things like, "Sit your ass down before you bleed out, or I'll knock you out myself. Chief." This? This is different. Nice. And from what he can tell, genuine. Bull is not a soft man, but that doesn't mean he can't appreciate soft things.

Vivienne is not used to such things. She feels as if the roles should be reversed at times, like it should be her job to look after the Inquisitor. Many describe Vivienne as ice cold and unfeeling and it does well to keep up such appearances, but she's only human. So when she's presented with hot tea on rainy days and finds her books arranged just how she likes them, Vivienne allows herself to smile and enjoy being looked after. She deserves good things, after all.

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Hi Lee! Hope you are doin' well, I really like your writing<3 I read the demigod Inquisitor ask and thought of something. How would companions react to finding out the different lil privileges growing up the makers child besides power. Like "wdym my fav fruit/berries aren't in season year round?? At home they were always in harvest, even in winter" or "Bees really sting ppl?! I thought that was something adults said to keep you from eating too much honey!" And "Why is xyz animal considered dangerous, in my experience they're pretty docile." Idk I just thought it'd be kinda funny.

Going to answer this one in gif form! And I'm glad you enjoy my writing <3

Cassandra after having to explain for the 50th time why petting bears usually ends in death:

Varric makes sure every detail goes into his new book. He makes sure to put disclaimer warnings like "bees WILL sting you if you're NOT the Maker's child" at the start.

Solas when he realises himself that berries aren't in season all year round:

Dorian finds the whole situation funny and endearing. He's not afraid to burst their bubble on misconceptions about supposedly friendly wolves.

Sera loses it laughing. Her pranks now include telling the Inquisitor false information, like how "In the real world, us mortals need to shed our skin after every wash. Fact!"

Blackwall just smiles and nods. He honestly thought they were joking at first. At least they can't call him out for his 'knowledge' on slaying Archdemons.

Cole knows why they would assume something like that: it's what the Inquisitor is used to after all. Besides, life as a spirit means things don't work the same way for him as they do for others.

Iron Bull and his Chargers have a field day with this. "So you're saying your mug can always be full of ale even if you drink out of it? Boss, that's seriously cool."

Vivienne has a little giggle to herself. It's quite endearing, but she makes sure to let the Inquisitor know when wild animal petting sessions get dangerous.

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sigh looks like tumblr has screwed up my tags :/ all of my reaction posts have gone into a masterlist however, and I believe the links are still working...?

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Did you know others games? I always wanted to ask for crossover with Dragon age characters with other game... (p.s. The game i refereeing is Bloodborne)

I'm not familiar with Bloodborne but I do play other games! Here are the ones I'm most familiar with (I do play others but these are the ones I'd be most comfortable doing crossovers with 🤭):

Mass Effect Trilogy + Andromeda

Wayhaven Chronicles

Divinity Original Sin 2

TES V

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Hi! Can I request dai companions reacting to receiving baked goods made by Inky (including romance options if possible)? ^^♡

This was so fun to write! I tried to research some foods of Thedas to predict what kind of baked goods the characters would like <3

Cassandra gasps as she is presented with a small fruit pie. She sniffs it gingerly and- yes! It has spiced pears inside. One of her favourite delicacies from home. Cassandra holds the pie close to her chest and thanks the Inquisitor with a huge smile. She offers them a piece, but they decline. She digs in immediately and makes a mental note to ask the Inquisitor to make more.

If romanced, the Seeker will take the pie with a shy smile. She tastes it, then feeds a forkful to the wonderful man that made it for her. Cassandra loves it. She finds the gesture very romantic, and if she were the swooning type... well, to say she enjoyed the pie would be an understatement. "You are amazing."

Solas raises his eyebrows in surprise. He was not expecting a plate of sugar cake, and yet one somehow appeared on his desk anyways. "Inquisitor, you continue to surprise me." He's not sure what to do. Does he return the gesture and make a cake for them? Solas finally settles on eating the damn thing and is not disappointed when he does.

If romanced, Solas will stop what he's doing to try the cake his vhenan baked for him. It tastes even better than it looks. He kisses the Inquisitor's cheek and thanks her for the delicious cake. The interaction is enough to bring a smile to his face for the rest of the day. He will miss her cakes.

Varric sets his quill down when the Inquisitor comes to him with a fish and egg pie, specifically from Starkhaven. He barks out a laugh as he's reminded of Sebastian, and accepts the plate. "Andraste's ass Inquisitor, this actually tastes good! You deserve a medal." By the end of the evening, he's full of pie and warm memories of his friends.

Dorian peers over his book and raises an eyebrow. On the table in front of him is a loaf of freshly baked bread and a side of olive oil. It's a common dish in Tevinter, and also happens to be one of his favourites. The homesickness slowly ebbs away as he takes a bite. By the time Dorian is done, he's practically begging them to bake more.

If romanced, Dorian will laugh as he's greeted with a plate of bread and a kiss. "What's this, amatus?" When he's finished, he kisses his love's knuckles and thanks him. Internally, he thinks 'I cannot fall in love. I cannot fall in love. I cannot- oh kaffas.'

Sera looks at the cookies in front of her and snickers. There has to be some kind of prank involved. Raisins? After a thorough inspection, she realises the Inquisitor just made them for her to enjoy. Sera eats them all at lightning speed. She can't help it. They just taste so darn good.

After receiving the plate of cookies, Sera peppers her Honey Tongue's face with kisses. The cookies were perfect. And the first person her Inky thought of to give them too was her? Sera isn't the type to blush, but her face brightens with a wide grin.

Blackwall glances at the plate then back at the Inquisitor, raising an eyebrow to ask 'Is this for me?' He sets down his wood carving tools and takes a bite from the Ferelden pasties. They're warm and flaky, and perfect to eat during his break. He offers the Inquisitor some and they sit in the barn, eating together.

If romanced, Blackwall's heart practically explodes with adoration for the Inquisitor. The nagging thought that he doesn't deserve her is promptly shoved to the back of his mind as he digs into the pasties. They are wonderful. She is wonderful.

Cole looks at the plate of bread rolls and informs the Inquisitor that he doesn't eat. He sees the look on their face, hears the momentary panic in their mind and takes a bite anyways. "I don't need to eat, but I want to." It makes the Inquisitor happy.

The Iron Bull observes the plate of cinnamon rolls with a certain wariness. The last time he had these, they were poisoned by a friend. These ones are just fine, however. Screw fine. They're delicious!

If romanced, he brings his kadan into his lap and feeds them a piece of a roll. Bull thanks them with a kiss (much to the chagrin of Krem, though he stops complaining as soon as he's offered one too). "My kadan is a badass and an excellent baker as well? Damn, I'm lucky."

Madame de Fer. Iron Lady. The name strikes fear into the hearts of weaker opponents, so it is strange to see Vivienne lose her composure. She's touched by the gifts of powdered biscuits, and after the loss of her dear Bastien, it's just what she needed. Vivienne thanks the Inquisitor with many darlings and my dears, and quietly tucks in, her heart warm with thoughts of her lover and baked goods.

Cullen glances up at the icing dusted biscuits presented before him. "These are for me?" He eyes the biscuits, then his paperwork, then gives in to the temptation of the sweet treats. Cullen feels less stressed about his day than before, and happily tucks into them with a soothing cup of tea by the side of his desk.

If romanced, Cullen blushes at the sight of the heart shaped biscuits. They're cute and sweet (much like the person in front of him) so he has no choice but to ignore his paperwork. He's already thinking of a million ways he can return the favour.

Leliana blinks at the plate of cookies in front of her. "You are too kind, Inquisitor." She takes them with a rare, genuine smile and allows herself to relax. It's an odd feeling to be sure, but not an unwelcome one.

Josephine has about a billion things to do. Organise a party between an Antivan and Orlesian ambassador, spread support for the Inquisition in the little villages of Ferelden and... eat baked goods? She decides to make it a priority on her never ending to-do list and doesn't regret a single crumb.

If romanced, Josie finds a giggle easily reaching her lips. "Did you make this, my love?" She's all 'thank you's and bright smiles. Her love's baking has her glowing with happiness all day long.

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hm maybe morrigan just told alistair she’d need to have sex with him so he’d feel relief when she drew a knife asked to draw his blood instead

maybe morrigan spent the final battle sitting out in the woods mixing warden blood into the dirt and building a little clay baby that would come to life when inhabited by the soul of the archdemon

I mean fuck it right the only reason any of the gross sex stuff is in dragon age is because the writers wanted their setting to be generally ~edgy~ and ~dark~ right, it’s not like, actually deep or anything

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kneeling on the loamy ground, dirt caked on your knees, the scent of blood and earth mixing in the air, lovingly molding clay with your hands, soil under your nails, while a battle rages just outside your earshot and the smoke from the burning city paints the sky a dark red, isn’t that infinitely sexier and more romantic than getting knocked up anyway

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Oo fun idea!

(which, yes, saves poor old Alistair a lot of trouble…)